Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System - Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Scouting REN Corp.
After Mai left, Tristan picked up his finished paperwork and left his office to see Damien. He walked down the corridor to the stairwell that led to the lower levels of the base.

Multiple sets of guards were posted at every important intersection, ensuring that no one unauthorized would make it through.

“Sir,” they greeted Tristan respectfully. Everyone in the organization knew that this skinny, scholarly man was the leader’s right-hand man.

Tristan nodded silently and continued to walk further down the hall until he reached a beautifully carved door.

He lifted his hand and elegantly knocked on the door with his knuckles.

“Come in,” Damien’s voice sounded from inside.

“Boss, I’ve finished drafting the documents. I also have a bit of news to share,” said Tristan respectfully.

“Take a seat, let’s hear it,” Damien said casually, pointing to the chair in front of him. Tristan walked over and did as he was told.

“Firstly, Mai came by today for an update. One of her members secured a very large supply of medical supplies, denying them to the government base,” he said calmly.

Damien nodded. “Good, from my understanding, we needed those supplies. Denying the government base is an added bonus.”

“I have promoted Mai. She will lead a second team to gather more information on the government’s movements,” Tristan replied. “The next thing I wanted to update you on—after Grant confirmed the bullets to be a REN Corp. product, I sent Dillon to scavenge the fallen REN Corp. facility. He should be there today or tomorrow.”

“I knew Julian was a sneaky weasel,” laughed Damien. “Good. I hope Dillon can find something useful there. Keep me updated on that situation.”

Tristan nodded and got up to leave, leaving Damien alone in his room once more.

“Ah, Julian. Just wait until I find you. I have a special surprise just for you!” Damien smiled.

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On the other side of Damien’s underground base, Dillon was getting ready for the mission Tristan had assigned to him a few days ago. He was supposed to go to one of REN Corp’s fallen facilities and bring back anything that could be of use.

He knew that these facilities were where REN Corp. produced most of its high-tech weaponry, so finding even a small prototype could help propel Damien’s ambitions further.

“Baby, are you sure you have to go? I’ll miss you so much,” purred Krissy from the bed. Her life had only improved since moving here. Dillon was getting promoted, and she got to flaunt her status as his woman.

Most of the women in the base ended up spending a lot of time together, and their favorite pastime was flaunting their man’s achievements and status to each other. Inside Krissy’s small circle, she had the highest ‘status’ among the women and enjoyed the endless flattery and attention.

Dillon didn’t even turn back to face her. “Yeah, if I do a good job here, I’ll get promoted even higher,” he explained quickly.

Krissy’s eyes sparkled at his words. If Dillon were to get another promotion, they’d get to move to an even better apartment. She would also be one of the rare ‘senior’ ladies in the base, garnering even more respect!

“Please be careful. I’ll be waiting for you to return,” she said in a seductive voice. She had quickly gotten used to her role as a ‘pleaser’ for Dillon, even embracing it. Seeing how people lived outside the base, or even in the lower ranks of the new recruits, her life was one of luxury, and she didn’t want to lose it.

Dillon grunted in reply and got up to meet with Ace and another leader under him named Cal. For this mission, he was going to bring as many people as he could, ensuring success.

As he walked over to their designated meeting spot, he saw the two team leaders waiting for him.

“Hello boss!”, they both greeted respectfully.

Dillon nodded, “You guys ready? Did you do what I asked and made sure your men are equipped with weapons?”.

“Yes, boss! We went to the armory like you asked,” answered Ace, while Cal nodded.

“Good, get ready to set out with everyone in twenty minutes. I’ll go secure the vehicles. Meet me up top.”

After confirming the details, they all split to do their tasks. Dillon went up to the team in charge of maintaining the vehicles.

“Hey, I’m a grade five leader, Dillon from Team Runner. I have a request for three vehicles that was approved yesterday,” he said to the man sitting at the desk by the garage entrance.

“Yes, sir. I see you here. The vehicles are ready,” the man said, looking up from his notebook. He proceeded to give Dillon three sets of keys to the corresponding vehicles. “Yours are in Bay 2 of the garage.”

Dillon quietly accepted the keys and made his way over to the general entrance to the garage, waiting for Ace and Cal to arrive.

He didn’t wait long before a group of people arrived, with the two team leaders at the front.

“We’re ready, boss,” said Ace, walking over to Dillon.

“Good, here are the keys. I’ll ride with Ace,” Dillon said, handing over the keys to Ace and Cal.

Cal took two sets and gave one to one of his men behind him. The men then split themselves between the three vehicles before hitting the road.

The car with Ace and Dillon was at the front, followed by the one with Cal and the others. They drove out via a previously scouted route, allowing them to drive without running into any obstacles, such as blocked roads.

The facility was on the edge of the city and had only been compromised because a tall office building from across the street fell on top of it during the violent earthquakes.

They drove quickly, making their way over in under two hours.

“Park behind the building. Leave some men here to watch the cars and tell them to be ready in case we need to retreat,” ordered Dillon with a serious expression.

Ace accepted the orders and parked where he was told. When they got out of the car, he went over to assign a few men to guard duty, while Dillon carefully observed the surroundings.

Cal silently followed Dillon as he walked around the building, carefully inspecting something.

After a few minutes, Dillon finally spoke. “I feel like someone was here recently… or might still be here,” he said.

Cal quickly unholstered his gun, ready to shoot if he had to. Ace also heard Dillon’s words and sent a signal to the men behind him to keep a look out for any movement. After a tense few minutes they still didn’t see any movement or signs of others.

Dillon frowned but didn’t want to return empty-handed. Weighing the pros and cons, he finally gave the signal to move in.

“Let’s go. Just keep your eyes and ears peeled. I don’t want anything to go wrong today!” he ordered.

The men signaled that they understood and walked in with trained movements. The men that Ace and Cal had recruited for this mission were not from the fresh batch of new recruits, but men who had been around for a while and had been properly trained.

Seeing the men enter without any issues, Dillon pulled out his own pistol and followed behind.